Here take back the stuff that I am, nature, knead it back into the dough of being, make of me a bush, a cloud, whatever you will, even a man, only no longer make me.

Every condition of the soul has its own sign and expression...So you will see how hard it is to seem original without being so.

Of all the inventions of man I doubt whether any was more easily accomplished than that of a Heaven.

To write brashly about some things, it is almost necessary not to know much about them.

The construction of the universe is certainly very much easier to explain than is that of the plant.

There exists a species of transcendental ventriloquism by means of which men can be made to believe that something said on earth comes from Heaven.

Just as the performance of the vilest and most wicked deeds requires spirit and talent, so even the greatest demand a certain insensitivity which under other circumstances we would call stupidity.